Date: Sat, 2 Jan 2021 14:04:38 +0000
From: David G <dgg@cwgsy.net>
Subject: Unforeseen Consequences - Chapter 3 (Gay/Incest/w/s)

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Unforeseen Consequences
Chapter 3

......I tidied up and turned off the lights, it was an early night for me,
but one filled with anticipation.  I was hard in my boxers before I got to
the top of the stairs.  The shower in my bathroom was running and I dropped
my shorts on the bed and headed in, there was my boy in all his glory, his
groin hairless and cock hard.  I was glad to have had that bathroom
converted into a wet room the previous year, I had a feeling that there
would be lots of splashes of various liquids going all over the place
before long.......

I stepped into the shower area; it was not enclosed. I took some soap,
lathered in my hands and began washing Luke, soaping up his
porcelain-smooth body.  I started with his shoulders and massaged them with
my open hands.  I then followed his spine which arched at the unintentional
tickling I was causing; I then massaged the rest of his back before
reaching the top of his cute little buttocks.  I used my fingers and palms
to massage his firm round little cheeks, each time spreading them a little
further.  I furtively allowed my fingertips to brush his puckered little
hole; this caused him to jump slightly.

I looked down over Luke's shoulder and noticed his penis was very erect,
almost diamond hard. I stared at it and stroked my own.  I knelt down and
spread his cheeks open wide so I could see the cute little hole.  It looked
tightly closed so I began to stroke it with my soapy fingers, it opened
slightly, and I began to slide my finger in gently, probing his moist,
tender, fleshy tube.  I felt Luke's sphincter muscle closing and squeezing
on my finger and began slowly to slide it in and out.  Luke closed his eyes
and began to moan softly; I moved my other hand around his front and took
hold of his young cock. It was steel-like in its hardness and when I
grabbed it, he jolted, it was clearly very sensitive.  I started to stroke
it back and forth gently using his foreskin, to the same rhythm that my
finger was gently working his anus.  I used my thumb to stroke the head of
his cock as I worked it, this caused Luke to suck in his breath as I
circled the sensitive head.  Luke moaned loudly. Then I stopped and pulled
my finger out of his hot hole and stopped wanking him.  I quickly but
thoroughly washed myself and took the shower head and washed the soap off
him and me, Luke looked at me with disappointment in his eyes as I watched
the soapy water run down his spine and into his soapy crevice before
disappearing.  "Why did you stop?" he said, almost sadly, obviously a bit
frustrated.

I said, "Luke, we have all the time in the world to give each other
pleasure and sometimes the build-up is as good as, if not better than, the
finale.  If we came too soon, what would I do for the next hour?  Because
my boy, for the next hour I am going to pleasure your body, this was just
the start, something to get us in the mood."  Luke kissed me and holding my
erection said, "You are so sexy Dad, I hope that I can give you pleasure
too."  I replied, "Having you here naked with me and sharing our bodies and
our love is the most pleasure I can imagine having, you don't need to try,
you've already succeeded."  We kissed and our kiss became deep and
passionate, although still controlled.  We dried each other and went into
the bedroom.  I threw back the duvet and we tumbled onto the bed.  I held
him on top of me and gripped his buttocks.

I kissed him slowly on the mouth, he was very receptive and joined in,
there was no rush, no urgency.  It was loving and erotic.  Kissing my
beautiful boy, stroking and gripping his rounded buttocks, stroking his
back; I was in heaven.  I moved my mouth to the side and kissed his face.
Moving upwards I kissed his closed eyes.  I said, "it is said by the
Bedouin that to bless the eyes is to bless life, for them it is the
ultimate act of love and devotion."  I kissed them again and then kissed
down to his neck and it seemed that I had found an erogenous zone.  Luke
squirmed.  I kissed and licked all around his ears and nape of the neck,
down to his collar bone.  My mouth travelled across from side to side
before descending down his sternum, then I diverted to each nipple, one at
a time.  I sucked them and flicked then with my tongue.  My boy was
writhing.  After teasing them for quite a while I moved across to his
armpits, totally hairless, totally smooth, totally delicious and then down
his torso, to his cute belly button and wiggled my tongue into the hollow.
Luke let out a little giggle.  My mouth moved further south and I kissed
and licked his hairless pubis.  His hard cocklet was pressing against my
cheek, but I resisted it.  I circled around the base of his prong and to
his sac, which I drew into my mouth.  I bathed the entire sac with my
tongue.  I toyed with the two grape-sized testes whilst my son moaned and
moaned, Mmm.... another erogenous hot spot.  When I released them, I kissed
my way down the inside of his thighs, his knees, his shins, his feet, his
toes.  Now feet and toes had never been my thing, but his, I could worship
all night.

Ignoring the protrusion at the centre of his body I rolled him over and
started all over again from the top.  His neck his shoulders, his back, all
the way down to those glorious mounds, which I licked and kissed.  I pushed
my tongue into his crack and ran it up and down, under as far as the back
of his scrotum, back up to the centre.  I parted those fleshy orbs and
drove my tongue into the centre.  I wiggled it and pushed it until it
entered him.  He began whimpering and writhing, I knew I had hit gold, his
most sensitive place.  He opened up to my tongue and I brought a finger
into play, then another.  I was devouring his arse; I was almost beyond
control.  I desperately wanted to mount him and push my throbbing manhood
into him.  Somehow, I fought off that primal urge.  His anus was open and
receptive, but it would still hurt him and probably a lot if I entered him.
I remembered that I had a small vibrator in my bedside cabinet and broke
away briefly to get it.  It was probably only 5 inches long and an inch or
so in diameter.  I'd often worked it into my hole fantasising that I was
being mounted by a young lad.

With the small toy I picked up some lube.  I squeezed some onto my fingers
and worked them into Luke's boy-hole.  The vibrator soon followed, and he
took it with ease.  He raised his hips, giving me better access.  When I
turned on the vibrator he was oohing and aahing.  So, I worked it around in
search of his prostate.  I hit the target and he jolted. "Fuck," He
said. "What was that?"  I think that was the first time I'd heard him use
such a word.  I continued pleasuring him replying, "Your little love
button, your prostate gland.  When you have my cock inside you, I will be
aiming for it and my cockhead will massage it more gently than this, you
will love it."  "Oh Dad, it feels amazing please do it, put your big dick
into me. I want to feel it."  Leaving the vibrator in place I flipped him
over and took his rampant young spike into my mouth.  His foreskin was
already well retracted and so I went to work polishing the small head with
my tongue and lips.  The vibrator buzzed away, and I sucked and licked for
all I was worth.  Luke went into a prolonged orgasm; his whole body
shuddered and shook and then he flopped.  Keeping his still-hard prong in
my mouth I slowly withdrew the vibrator and turned it off.  Luke looked
exhausted, but very content.  I knelt up and almost without touching myself
squirted rope after rope of come over his groin and torso.  He smiled
weakly and said, "I would have sucked you Dad." To which I answered, "I
know you would my love, but you look totally wrung out.  We should sleep."

I cleaned him up and lay beside him, drawing the duvet over us.  He
snuggled into me and before long we were spooned, his young frame inside
mine seemed totally welded into me.  We slept heavily.  I dreamt pleasant
dreams of my son and I, mostly they were gently erotic.  I don't think we
unglued from each other all night.

When I woke up, we were still spooned, and my piss-hard cock was between
the buttocks of my son.  I could feel that it was wet with nature's lube.
I wondered whether, after last night's stretching, he might be able to take
me especially as he was totally relaxed.  Almost as if he had read my mind,
I felt him wiggle his bum hole firmly onto my rod.  I did not push, I just
remained still.  I felt the head of my cock testing his entrance, his ring
of muscle seemed to be holding firm.  I felt him push back and the head of
my cock pushed inside him. It was like it was being squeezed in a vice.
Again, I did not move for fear of hurting him.  He breathed deeply and
stayed still for a while, I guess he was wondering whether he really wanted
it and/or how much he could take.  I felt his anal muscles start to flex,
further compressing my poor cockhead.  My bladder pressure was intense, but
I couldn't move.  Then he pushed back some more and an inch or so of my
shaft entered him.  I heard him take in a deep breath.  It must be hurting
him.  I stayed still and just stroked down his side and over to his rampant
spike.  I held it but didn't wank him, I knew that he needed all of his
concentration at this time.  After a minute or so he pushed back some more
and another couple of my inches entered his love tunnel.  Again, he paused
for a while, his muscles were so strong that I though my cock was going to
be strangled.  He pushed back firmly, and I was all the way in, my shaved
pubis against his bum.  It felt magnificent.  He then spoke, "it's all the
way in now, I can feel it.  I wanted this so much, I hope you didn't mind.
It hurt a bit getting there but now it's in I'm happy, it feels so right to
have your penis inside me.  Do it to me like you said you would, massage my
prostate with your big prick Dad."

I started to move slowly; the angle must have been about right because he
was groaning with pleasure.  I worked my cock in and out and side to side,
changing the angle all the while.  Luke's groans were getting louder.  I
was so turned on I couldn't help myself, I had to thrust.  I worked his
cock with my hand as I did so and in a few thrusts, we both orgasmed.  I
squirted my semen into him with force.  As my heart began to recover and I
was about to pull out, Luke grabbed my thigh and said, "Stay inside me Dad,
please don't take it out."  I kissed his cheek and said, "I'll stay there
as long as I can Luke, but I'm desperate to pee and I'm not sure how long I
can last."  He replied, "Just stay there, I don't care if you have to pee
inside me. I don't want you to take it out."

I closed my eyes and held him tight.  I had experimented with pee play
before and quite liked it, now here was my son giving me permission to pee
inside him, I couldn't believe it.  I'd never done it to anyone before, but
I'd had it done to me, and I'd liked it.  I said, "Baby, I'm going to give
you a piss enema, there'll be a lot I warn you.  I'll try to say inside for
a long as I can but once my cock starts to soften your anus will naturally
push me out, then you'll have to clench for Britain."  He replied, "I'm
ready Dad, I'm ready to feel your pee filling me up.  I want it.  Do it
Dad, let it go."  I didn't have to think about it, my hard cock started
gushing pee into my boy's rectum.  It was both a tremendous relief and a
great turn on.  Although it had been done to me, this was a different
experience again.  Luke moaned and said, "Wow, Dad, that feels so good, I'm
all warm inside."  I said, "I know, it's been done to me before, it's a
great feeling until you have to dash to the loo."  After a couple of
minutes I felt my cock starting to soften and I warned my son.  Suddenly it
popped out.  We stayed still for a minute or to before Luke bolted for the
loo.

I gave him a minute or two of privacy before going into the bathroom.  He
was sitting on the toilet with a very big smile on his face.  I smiled at
him and entered the shower and turned it on.  He wiped and flushed and
followed me in.  As we were washing each other he said.  "I've loved
everything we've done.  I know you said not to rush putting your thing in
my bum, but I wanted it so badly and when I woke up and felt you all hard,
and just there, I couldn't help myself, I had to try.  It did hurt a bit,
but I think it'll be easier next time.  I really liked it Dad."  We cuddled
together just out of range of the shower spray and I felt a heat spreading
across my shaven groin.  I looked at Luke's face and he had a cheeky grin
going on.  I looked down and saw that he was peeing on me.  I smiled and
said "Again, like father, like son."  I dropped to my knees and took his
sprinkling cock into my mouth.  He tasted divine.

The morning was spent setting up his bedroom.  I had two spares and we
designated the larger one to him.  We agreed that most of the existing
furniture would suffice and there was room for a desk to be brought in.  I
asked him about the double bed and asked whether he'd prefer two singles.
He said not, saying, "It's a good excuse to share!"  We both laughed and I
patted his bum.

That afternoon we set up a laptop for Luke.  I had a couple of my former
ones knocking around and we sorted out the best one for him.  He was
thrilled.  We hooked into his old email account fortunately there was
nothing there that he didn't expect.  He said that he doubted whether his
mother or Steve even knew his email address.  He wanted to send an e-mail
to some of his friends, but I suggested caution, in case things became
difficult.  He thought about it and agreed, saying that anyone who really
cared about him would ask Liam anyway.  He did not have a personal mobile
so I said that I would give him my previous model which I'd kept as a
spare, after my last upgrade, we just needed to get a sim card and account
set up.

We were surprised to receive a call from the Social Services case worker
later in the afternoon.  He said that he had been around to call on Luke's
mother on an unannounced visit, which apparently, they occasionally did.
He said that he found her drugged up and did not disclose what he knew but
wanted to see what Luke's mother would tell him.  She apparently told him
that Luke had run away from home and that she had no-idea where he was and
that she didn't care anyway.  I smiled at Luke; she was playing right into
our hands.  The case worker said that he did not disclose Luke's
whereabouts but that given the attitude of his mother he would be
escalating the case to the custody team immediately, but that before he
could make any new custody recommendations he would need to visit us and
make an in-depth assessment.  Not wanting to hold things up and keen to
appear to be `on-side' I said, "I'm very happy with that, the sooner the
better."  We agreed that the next day would be fine and he said that he
would be coming around mid-to-late morning.

Once the call was over, we discussed our plan of action and called Dina.
She said that she would come earlier in the morning in case the case worker
turned up early.  Smart girl.

We peaceful couple of hours and a nice dinner, but Luke was anxious to call
Liam before it got too late.  He called him on the house `phone and updated
him about his mother's response and the case worker's visit.  He said
nothing about what we had been doing together or about the arrangement with
Dina.  Smart boy.  In response to a question, he told Liam that he had
never been happier and as soon as things had calmed down, they could plan a
visit. He said that he'd be in touch again soon, but in the meantime, he
could now access his e-mail account.  He seemed much more content after the
call.

We showered again, before going to bed and took delight in washing each
other all over.  While I was washing his bottom, I checked for any soreness
or bruising, he was fine and rather liked the actions of my fingers.  We
were both rampantly hard and dried off as quickly as we could.

As we tumbled onto the bed Luke said, "I want to lick your bum.  You made
me feel so good when you did it to me, I want to do it to you."  I kissed
him slowly and meaningfully and said, "You are going to be a very
considerate lover, I would love anything you wanted to do, with any part of
me.  You can take the lead tonight."

We kissed a while and moved around until we were facing each other's cocks.
As I sucked on his delicious morsel, I felt his mouth connect with my cock.
He was very enthusiastic, and I had to slow him down.  His tongue was
working wonders on my glans and under its ridge.  He would sick the head
into his mouth and use his tongue to lap up my juices.  Clearly, he was
enjoying it as much as I.  Whilst his young rod was not producing any
pre-come, I still found the flavour enticing.  He tried lifting my legs to
get under my balls to my taint, as I had done to him, but he was
struggling.  So, I flipped over and got on my knees.

I felt Luke's tongue lapping at the back of my balls and along my perineum
until he hit is target.  He was not timid!  Enthusiastically he licked and
delved and was making me feel wonderful.  I loved it when he pulled my
balls back into his mouth and tongued them.  After a good while he broke
away and I guessed that his jaw must be aching.  He then said quietly, "Can
I put my thing into your bum hole?"  I nodded and said, "Oh yes
...... please.  You don't need to be gentle"

I felt him shuffle up on his knees and he tried to line himself up, but it
was clear that I was too high up, so I spread my knees and lowered my hips
a bit.  Then I felt it, his hot steel-hard young cock pushed into me.
Although it was small, in comparison, it felt great and the excitement took
over and he began rutting my arse.  I encouraged him to slow down, telling
him that he'd enjoy it more, and he did his best to contain his lust.  It
was like being finger fucked, but so much better.  I suppose knowing that
it was my son's cock inside me made it all the more exciting.  Suddenly he
fell upon my back and gripped my torso.  His whole body shook and jerked.
I left him in place for as long as I could, but my legs were really aching
from the awkward angle they were in, so we rolled onto our sides and
disengaged.

After our breathing had returned to near-normal he climbed over me and
kissed me very passionately.  We looked deeply into each other's eyes,
probably into each other's souls and knew that we had passed another
milestone in the development of our love.

Luke broke the silence by saying, "You didn't come, did you?"  To which I
replied, "No but I don't care, feeling you reach orgasm inside me was more
than enough."  He pushed away and said, "No, that's not fair Dad, I want
you to come too."  He slithered down my body until his mouth could reach my
cock.  He ran circles around it with his tongue and lapped at the juice
coming from my slit.  He moaned as though savouring his favourite dessert.
He stroked my rod while his mouth worked its magic, but it was when he
grasped my scrotum that I lost it.  I squirted and squirted; I don't know
how many times into his welcoming mouth.  Nothing was lost and he nursed on
my softened cock until nothing was left.

He shuffled back up the bed and we wrapped each other in a hug, kissing
softly from time to time.  I said, "You have made me so happy Luke, you're
the part of the jigsaw that has been missing."  He said, "Same, for me
Dad."  We drifted off to a deep and content sleep.

We must have overslept because the next thing I heard was the doorbell.  I
looked at the clock and it was 9 am.  "Shit"... I exclaimed loudly, and
hurriedly threw on some joggers and a top.  Luke had woken too and scooted
off to his room.  Smart boy.

Fortunately, it was Dina.  I told her that we'd overslept, and she said not
to worry, she'd start getting a breakfast sorted out while we got ourselves
together.  I went back upstairs and updated Luke.  He had jumped into his
bed and must have bounced around a bit because it looked properly slept in.
Clever boy.  We went off to our respective bathrooms and showered quickly.
Before I left my room, I checked around it for any `evidence' and tidied it
a bit.  It looked `lived-in' but not a wreck.

Dina prepared a lovely breakfast for us and we enjoyed it leisurely.  Dina
and I popped upstairs to place some of her clothes around strategically and
we returned to the table.  Luke had been checking his e-mails.  We were
chatting casually over a pot of coffee about the forthcoming `inspection'
when the doorbell rang again.  It was 10:30 am.

I welcomed the case worker, Derek, into the house and led him through to
the kitchen, everything looked so `normal'.  When we entered the room Dina
and Luke were sitting close together, engaged with something on his laptop.
The looked so naturally comfortable, I was thrilled.

I offered Derek a seat and some coffee.  After a couple of sips Derek said
to Luke, "Luke, I have to say that I've never seen you looking so much at
ease, which pleases me a lot.  I have feared for your wellbeing for some
time now but was powerless to step in.  Would you like to speak to me in
private?"  I was impressed by Luke's response, "I have kept nothing from my
Dad or Dina, I have shared with them things that I will not share with
anyone else, not even you.  I will never go back to my mother and the
drug-dealing thug she has hooked up with.  Their world is sick, and I want
nothing to do with it.  I despise her for making me live with all that
stuff.  If Social Services send me back there, I will end up raped or dead,
or both.  I won't give details of what happens in that house, just make
sure that I never have to see them again."

Derek looked aghast and after a few moments said, "Wow, Luke, you've really
moved on.  I can only imagine the sorts of things you've witnessed, and I
will do my utmost to protect you, I promise."  He then turned to Dina and
me and asked us about our relationship.

I said, "Dina came to work for me a couple of years ago and we really hit
it off, she has become a very important part of my life, both business and
personal.  She is a generous and intelligent person and we've just got
closer and closer.  Fortunately, she has taken to Luke as quickly and
sincerely as I have."  Dina added, "I come from an orthodox Islamic family
and because of that I've kept my relationship with Tim private until now.
I'm not sure how they will take it, me with someone outside our faith, but
I'm getting braver and braver the longer I'm with Tim.  Sometime soon I
will break it to them.  Having Luke turn up was just a wonderful bonus."  I
gave Derek a potted history of my early life (including the time with
Luke's mother), but I played-down the less savoury aspects.  I also told hm
about my business and how it had developed."  He had been writing notes
furiously.

We talked about Luke's schooling and my desire and ability to home-school
him.  Derek could see that Luke was keen.  In a rather surprising but
welcomed interjection, Dina chipped in saying that she would like to play a
part in Luke's schooling too, saying that her degrees in Mathematics and
English "might as well be put to good use."  I suggested that we could turn
one of the spare rooms into a study room.  Derek seemed impressed.

Luke jumped in suddenly and said, "Derek, I'm sorry I didn't warn you about
me leaving my mother, but I didn't want anything to get in the way of it,
or delay it, I simply had to get out of there and the sooner the better.  I
will never go back.  Fortunately, I've now found my Dad, and I knew
straight away that he loved me, and I loved him.  I've never felt so
happy."  A little tear escaped his eye and I gathered him to me in a hug.
I said, "You're safe now Luke, we're both here for you."

Derek smiled, a genuine, satisfaction was written over his face.  He looked
at us all and said, "I will do everything I can to push through a custody
order and I think you're going to be a very happy family."  We all found
ourselves grinning from ear-to-ear.  Derek wanted to see Luke's room and
Luke enthusiastically led him away to give him a guided tour of the house
and gardens.  They returned a while later and Derek announced that he had
to leave but that he had very much enjoyed meeting us and would be in touch
soon.

We were all elated, and Dina stayed for some lunch.  We enjoyed Luke's
description of him giving the house and gardens tour to Derek.  He had used
all of the `props' that he and Dina had set out, even joking about the
`ladies' things' in his Dad's bathroom, and how Dina seemed more practical
than his Dad.  On a more serious note he told us that he had dropped some
heavy hints to Derek about the things that had been going on at his
mother's.  Not in precise detail, but enough to clearly cement the notion
that a return back there would put him at risk.  Smart boy.

While Dina was there, we talked more about practicalities and Dina's new
dual role.  Of course, I said that she would be properly rewarded, but she
didn't seem to care about that.  We agreed that Luke's home schooling
should be properly patterned with fixed hours and with a proper curriculum.
Dina said that she could easily set all that up to comply with the official
guidelines, as she had a sister who was a full-time officer of a local
education authority.  She said that it would also serve to sow the seeds
with her family about her relationship with me.  We agreed a start date.
Dina proposed that the new study room be also set up as home-office so that
she could work there alongside Luke when she was over.  I was impressed at
her dedication and readily agreed.

After Dina had left Luke and I cuddled on the sofa and talked.  To me, it
seemed as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.  He was
relaxed and confident.  We talked about our relationship and how we would
need to careful with Dina being in regular attendance at the house.  Luke
said, a little disappointedly, "And we'll have to wear clothes, even in the
summer."  I remined him that Dina would not be a full-time tutor and said
that once we had the curriculum sorted, we could pattern her attendance
with set-times and days.  Everything seemed to be in order.

As we cuddled on the sofa, Luke turned the subject toward our relationship,
he said, "Dad, I've been thinking, if you wanted to have a boyfriend, I
wouldn't mind."  I thought for a moment and replied, "That's pretty
unlikely, but thank you, you see, my heart has been stolen by a fabulous
young man going by the name of Luke Smith and I doubt that anyone could
ever affect me the way he has.  With him, I have everything I need from an
emotional perspective."  He lent into me and kissed me lovingly on the
lips.  He went on with, "Thanks Dad and I feel the same way about you, but
there are sexy young guys around who will still catch your eye, and I
wouldn't want you to have to change because of me."  Bless him, I thought,
so generous.  I responded with, "Baby, you're probably right that those
sexy young things will still catch my eye, but that physical attraction
would be just that, physical, not emotional, that is wholly reserved for
you.  Besides, I'm pretty sure already that we'd be equally likely to want
to explore the attributes of young chaps together, like we did with Peter.
And while we're talking about such things, what about your relationship
with Liam?"

He pondered for a while before replying, "Dad, I do love Liam, sort of;
he's been the only person I have been able to by myself with, until I found
you, but the way I feel about him goes nowhere near the way I feel about
you."  After a moment or two he continued with, "I'd like to stay friends
with Liam and have him over to stay and I'd like him to share our bed, I
want to share everything with you Dad."  I reminded Luke about the risks
and he agreed to test the water with Liam to suss out his attitude, adding
"Anyway I think he's being screwed by his brother so I can't see that he
would be in any position to think that we were in the wrong."  I said,
"That may be so, but we must be careful.  I think we were safe with Peter,
but I wouldn't be so confident about Liam's brother."  Luke agreed to test
the feelings of Liam but said that he wanted to see him regardless.  So, I
agreed to a visit.  Luke asked if he could `phone Liam and I agreed.

Using the house `phone, he dialled his friend, updated him on the Social
Worker's visit and the outcome.  He said that he would be home-schooled by
me and Dina.  Clearly then Liam must have asked about how things were going
with me.  Luke pretended that I was not around and said, "He's really
lovely and, as we thought, he's like us.  He hasn't got a boyfriend, but
he's really sexy and could get one easily I'm sure."  Liam must have
commented about Luke discribing me as `sexy' and said. "Oh yes he is, very,
and I'm starting to think that if he was in my life before, I'd have wanted
to do things with him.  I know that if you met him you would if you could,
but if you come over to visit and anything happened you'd never be able to
tell your brother, or anyone....ever."  Luke clicked the `phone onto
speaker.

Liam said, "You're really lucky living with a loving sexy man, I wouldn't
blame you for wanting to go to bed with him, even if he is your Dad, after
all that you've been through you deserve something good.  You probably
guessed that my brother has been doing me for a long time, I don't mind
though, I do like being fucked by him and sucking him, but it's not love,
it's just him getting his pleasure.  I would never tell on him, and if you
or I did anything with your Dad, I'd never tell either.  You know how I
feel about you, I could never hurt you.

Luke suggested that I spoke with Liam's parents to introduce myself and ask
whether Liam could visit.  Liam suggested that the next day at about 6
o'clock would be a good time.  They finished the call and Luke asked me how
I felt.  I said. "By the sound of it I think we'll be ok."  Luke kissed me
again and said, "I love you Dad, thanks."

We arranged our evening meal and then cuddled together on the sofa to watch
a film.  We were very content.  When it was over, we cleared up and headed
upstairs.  We showered lovingly and washed each other, it was very erotic
and by the time we got to the bedroom we were fully primed.  His rock-hard
diamond-tipped spike could probably have pierced a brick wall.  I wanted it
in me, and I told Luke so.  He grinned and said. "One good turn deserves
another, you know."  I laughed and said, "Sure, fair enough, I guess I'll
have to suffer the indignity of playing hide the sausage."  He giggled and
said, "And when it comes to your turn, more like salami."

I didn't take much persuading to get on all fours.  Luke seemed to have an
insatiable appetite for my arse and chowed down with enthusiasm, I was not
going to complain though, being rimmed so eagerly by young son was an
immense turn on and my cock was throbbing and dripping with pre-come as a
result.  As he pulled away, I widened my legs and lowered my hips.  The
excitement was building in me.  I felt his hard prong lining up with my
ring and he eased into me.  He held my hips and I soon felt his hairless
pubis press against my shaved balls, he felt so good in me and against me,
I nearly came.  Luke then started to move back and forth.  I just loved the
feeling of his young cock moving in me.  The more I thought about it the
more it turned me on.  I daren't touch my cock.  Clearly, he was trying to
retrain himself, but his speed built up.  Sadly, he wasn't reaching my
prostate, but I wasn't going to complain.  I was really enjoying myself.
Suddenly he climaxed and slumped on my back, kissing me between the
shoulder blades.  Neither of us moved.  I could feel his panting on my
back, and I squeezed his cock over and over with my ring muscles.  He
whimpered and then I felt a warmth inside me, he was peeing.  He knew that
I liked it and must have saved himself.  Even though he couldn't make spunk
yet, he could still heat my insides and it was good, that heat within me
felt glorious.

My knees finally gave out and we collapsed onto the bed.  My cock was still
throbbing under me, but my rectum was sending me a message which I couldn't
ignore and despite not wanting to have Luke pull out (he was still hard), I
knew that I couldn't ignore it for long, so informed Luke of my growing
need.  He rolled off me and I felt his spike pop out of me.  I clenched and
carefully headed for the loo.  Having unloaded Luke's `gift' I cleaned
myself up and returned to the bedroom.  My cock had softened a bit, but it
was still pretty pumped up and my mind fed me with images my cock entering
my son.  He looked at me and smiled, from behind him he lifted a tube of
lube and waved it at me.  We both knew what he wanted.  My cock stiffened a
bit more.  I said, "How do you want to do this?", He replied, "You lay on
your back and I'll sit on it.  I want to be looking at you when it goes in,
and then I want to bounce up and down."

I duly obliged and in a nano-second my boy was coating my cock in KY with a
big grin on his face.  He reached behind himself to lubricate his arse and
scooted over me until he was in position.  Reaching back to hold my cock
upright, he manoeuvred himself into position.  I felt my cock come into
contact with his tight ring and the pressure mounting as he squatted
further down.  There was a look of deep concentration on his face as he bit
his lip.  Then it happened, the resistance gave out and my cockhead popped
inside, Christ he was tight.  He stayed still, obviously trying to relax
himself, and our eyes met.  He said, "I love you Daddy, I really want
this."  I nodded and smiled, showing that I understood completely.  He
pushed down some more and a couple of inches of my rod pressed into the
tight sheath of his rectal muscles.  My eyes were rolling in my head.  As I
composed myself, I felt him push down again, this time with purpose.  I was
suddenly buried to the hilt and felt incredibly aroused, almost to the
point of coming.  His face showed some discomfort but also determination.
This is something he wanted very much indeed.  He looked me in the eyes and
his face softened, he said, "It was easier this time and its already
feeling better."  I felt his anal muscles squeeze me and I rolled my eyes,
he was pushing me to the brink, and I think he knew it.  He giggled and
said, "When I do that it gets better after, more comfortable, do you like
it?"  I could barely get the words out but said, "Baby, when you do that it
feels so fantastic it nearly makes me come.  I'm trying to hold it back to
make it last baby.  I love being inside you, I really do, but it's a real
struggle not to come, so how about you hold off doing that until we're both
ready to climax.  The longer we make it last the better we'll both enjoy
ourselves."  He nodded and lent forward for a kiss.

Conscious that his change of position might cause me to pop out I raised my
knees to support him and stay inside.  We kissed deeply and out tongues
duelled.  Kissing my son while my cock was inside him, I decided, was the
best, the absolute best.  As his mouth tired and out faces parted I lowered
my knees again and he settled back onto my lap.  He said, "Daddy, I love
having your cock in my bum.  I think it's what I've always wanted, but
didn't know it."

He started to move up and down, clearly, he was in no discomfort now and he
experimented with moving from side to side as well, almost in circular
gyrations.  His young four-inch spike pointed to the skies and bobbed; his
foreskin had fully retracted, and the head glistened.  So delectable, I
could almost salivate.  My efforts to hold off my orgasm were weakening,
and I warned him that I was losing the struggle.  He went faster and his
anal muscles gripped me in short pulses, it was too much and I blurted out
"I'm coming, I'm coming, Oh God, Oh God."  Then I began to squirt, I was so
overwhelmed with the moment and the feelings I lost count how many shots of
semen I fired into Luke's rectum, but it felt like much more than normal,
maybe six or seven.  As my tubes emptied my whole body shuddered and so did
Luke's, he panted heavily and gripped my cock hard with his anus in time
with his body spasms.  His cock jerked in time too, but there was no
emission.

It took us both a while to calm down.  I had raised my knees and Luke lent
back against my legs.  I stroked his smooth body gently playing with his
nipples en-route downwards to his oh-so-lovely bare pubis.  His cock
remained firm and I held it.  As we looked into each other's eyes trying to
find some words he spoke first.  "Dad, that was awesome, it just gets
better and better.  Let's stay like this as long as we can, I like having
`him' inside me."  I nodded, but we both knew that it couldn't last too
long.

Sadly within a few minutes my cock had softened to the point where my son's
rectum naturally expelled it.  I suggested another shower.  Once in the
shower room I started the water and was about to step under the spray when
Luke stopped me by saying, "I have to pee."  I nodded and said, "So do I".
I stopped the water and knelt in front of my boy.  Instinctively he knew
what I wanted, and he started to pee.  Initially hitting my chest, he took
control of his jet and pointed it to my groin.  It felt wonderful to be
bathed in my son's hot pee.  I massaged his flow around my shaved groin,
around my balls and cock, until the slowing jet moved upwards.  As it
reached my neck, I opened my mouth and lowered my head so that I wouldn't
miss anything.  His spray coated my tongue as I moved forward and took him
into my mouth.  His remaining pee was running out fast, but I savoured what
I could.  After he had run dry, I sucked him for a while before kneeling up
so that we could kiss.  As we did, I could still taste his pee and was sure
he could too.  We both revelled in it.  I stood up and knowing what was to
come Luke knelt down.  My pee flow was much greater than his and he took
hold of my cock and showered himself, his face, his hair, his neck, his
chest, his groin, and then all the way back again until he opened his mouth
to receive my dwindling stream.  He closed his mouth over my cock and
filled his mouth before swallowing my pee.

The inevitable happened and I ran dry, but Luke continued nursing on my
cock for a good while, thoroughly and lovingly bathing every fold of skin
with his tongue.  Eventually he stood and we cuddled and kissed.  I turned
on the water and we silently washed each other, when it came to his arse, I
used the nozzle to clean him thoroughly.  He liked that.

We dried and retired to bed.  I wrapped my arms around him, and he melded
into me.  We were quiet for a while.  Luke spoke first, "Dad, I was going
to say that this has been the best day of my life, but every day I'm with
you is one of those too.  I wish I had found you sooner."  A slight sob
escaped him.  I kissed the side of his face and said quietly, "Baby boy,
these have been the best days of my life too, really.  Sure, I wish we'd
found each other sooner, I truly do, but we can't do anything about that
now.  Let's enjoy what we have found, we can have our whole lives together
now.  I for one, won't be giving us up in a hurry."  He gripped my arm and
held tight and said, "I'm never going to let go of you now that I've found
you."  I simply said "Good."

 We drifted off to sleep wrapped in each other and our new-found love.

---- To be continued ----